He pulled a pen and checkbook from his suit pocket, his lips curling slightly. "How much do you want?"
Joanne had no choice but to keep up the act. She forced a smile. "The bigger the better, of course."
She played the money-hungry woman so convincingly that even she almost believed it was her true nature.
Zane quickly wrote a figure on the check, tore it off, and tossed it to her.
She picked it up without checking the amount and gave him a calculated smile.
"That's the Mr. Grey I know. Always generous."
Zane's eyes darkened with anger, his quiet fury radiating danger.
Joanne hadn't seen him this angry in years.
She remembered their first meeting—her job interview.
*This man is so cold. Do all powerful CEOs act like this?*
After becoming his secretary, she learned he wasn't as un
